All your dreams, just like sandcastles, can be destroyed
Whilst they sit on the beach called Hope Bay,
But, like children, we all should start building again,
With the hope that next time they will stay.
We may start with one bucket of sand in our heart,
And we tap it to make it secure,
But we see the cruel sea creeping over the beach
And it’s bent on destruction for sure.
Don’t build all your dreams on the beach called Hope Bay
For the waves may devour them with greed,
But just like the child who lives deep in your heart
Try again if you want to succeed.
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Who hasn't had their hopes and dreams dashed in life, to see them as crumbled sand on a beach? They may be your ambitions or they may be your relationships, but don't let them ruin your life. You have so much more to give of yourself that others need. Start again.